My Music Box
a white doll
porcelain, frail
a painted face
beauty in detail
eyes aloof
a fixated gaze
she dreams of love
while in her daze
she sits atop a lacey pillow
a love song she plays
saddeningly slow
she spins with time
as memories pass
remorse still haunts
this love struck lass
porcelain, frail
a painted face
beauty in detail
eyes aloof
a fixated gaze
she dreams of love
while in her daze
she sits atop a lacey pillow
a love song she plays
saddeningly slow
she spins with time
as memories pass
remorse still haunts
this love struck lass